She nibbled her lower lip as she reached for my bulge. I brushed her hand away.. “This is your night. Relax.”Her breasts heaved up once, twice. He... nostril’s flared. She whispered. “Yes, my sweet Jack, yes.”I dropped to my knees and reached around the back of her skirt. One zip, a little tugging, and it fell to the floor. Underneath, a thong, garters, and stockings. She straddled her legs just a bit, pulled my head forward and started running her fingers through my thick blond hair. I. .. No. She couldn't do it."What's number three?" We put you in a cell for protective custody."She pushed herself out of the chair so hard it fell backwards. She started pacing the cramped area, furious. Some asshole is out there killing people. He gets to sleep in his own bed tonight and she might end up in jail. She wanted to scream with the injustice of it."Well?"She wanted to throw something at him. Something hard that would wipe that self assured expression off of his face, maybe knock some. I stepped closer to the car, and he appeared to be fumbling with something in his lap, I thought perhaps it was a map or something that he was going to show me to try to help him figure where he was. As I leaned down to peer into the car, in typical fashion, my top gaped open widely exposing my breasts and nipples. He smiled seeing them and his hand continued to move. Indeed, there was a map spread out there. He had a hold on one corner of the map, the side closest to me, and he lifted it for. I started to rip one open and then noticed the postmarks. One was dated September 2nd and the other September 10th, 1985. I opened the one dated the second.Dear Sammy,I couldn't wait until I got there. We're in the air, someplace over Pennsylvania I think. I already miss you so much. Do you miss me? Don't say it unless you really do. Don't string me along like one of your little schoolgirls. I'm older than you, remember? No, don't remember. Don't think of us that way. I don't want to be the.